Too late.“Yes,” I said, “he was a priest who was forcing preteen girls to have sex with him to atone for sins they told him about in confession....I didn’t intend to kill him, but he started strangling Rachel. I didn’t really have a choice.”“What would you have done with him?” He asked. He actually seemed interested now.“You can’t tell your mother about this, John,” I said, “I promise I will tell her about it before the end of our trip, but I need to tell her in my own time.”“Why shouldn’t I tell. The next development came just after dusk when a member of the Rangers slapped the side of the tent to announce his arrival before entering."The scouts report that seven units slipped out of the castle and headed into the woods just after sunset," he reported. "They appear to be moving through the woods and fording the creek about a mile from here. Then they are moving back toward the castle." Are they heading toward our positions?" Jorgarn asked."No, just along the woods near the river," the. Her body language and signs constantly altered between dominating and dominated. She was clearly confused, but I was about to de-confuse her.After we had enough of kissing, fondling and groping, I grabbed her like a bag of cement, carried her on my shoulder Flintstones style and made way for her bedroom. She was quite light and manageable. She just gave a slight "Ah!" and then she let go, again, while giggling a bit. She would later be punished for that giggle. That was also her last attempt of. From there I learned everything in the two years I apprenticed with her. Sixteen years old when I began to hang with Sandy, I convinced my dad to pay her for teaching me the ropes.I've never had a better teacher. She expected me to learn my lessons. She taught me the rules including rudimentary law--especially the stuff affecting what a private detective could and couldn't do--and precedent cases. Once I learned those, she taught me how to bend the law or even break it with discretion.Our class.